OK, here's a joke I wrote for this week's Almost Late Show With Bobby Bones. It wasn't used, so, screw it, I'm posting it here because when I wrote it I was really proud:
The former dictator of Chile Augusto Pinochet died on Sunday at the age of 91. In a weird coincidence, I pinched a deadly loaf in August that was caused by eating 91 chilies.
All right, all right. Maybe it was funnier on Sunday. These things date quickly, you know.
I'm about to take my car in for some fixin' at the dealership, and then going to the airport to do some reporting for a travel story.
Going back to being a reporter these last two weeks has been incredibly weird and the job carries its own set of stresses (I convinced myself for a few scary moments that I absolutely lacked the skillset to write a story destined for the front page), but so far I am loving it and don't regret moving over a bit. My first real story that doesn't involve reviewing videogame systems should be in the paper on Monday. I'll let you know when it appears online.
Ugh. Last Smallville recap of the year and it was a stinker:
Border Disorder -- Clark learns that it's no fun being an illegal alien. Especially if a farmer who can burrow through the ground like a mole is trying to kill you, and the sheriff's department is using all its resources to pick up one undocumented kid who can't even speak Spanish. In other news, Jimmy Olsen is a horny young man.
Over the weekend, a holiday gift guide for gamers that I worked on was posted on austin360.com. You can find it here. Things got a little crazy, or I'd have posted it sooner.
I also loved the graphic we ran with it, but it's no longer online. This is what it looked like:
There's also a new comic today over at Space Monkeys! with a bonus disgusting video below the comic.